Play It Again Schroeder. I would sing the body electric. I would suck the marrow of life And chew its bones to dust. I would dance the angels off the heads of pins. I would risk insanity, To wreak havoc on the unsuspecting whole. I would woo women poetically And visit every bed. I would … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Play It Again Schroeder
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Untitled”
She ran through the room Showing the tattoo on the small of her back That place men find soft, Perfect for hands while dancing, And kisses in lovemaking. Others lovelies enter the room, Searching for seats. Why do the pretty ones always have their backs to the room? Maybe it's my imagination Or my stare, … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Untitled”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Love Is Lost
Love Is Lost Across the chasm of misunderstandings Buried under the rubble of events One believes love is lost. Is it faith or fear that prevents me from looking there? Or should I question the air? Is there better for me? Or often a whatever and what's next? A struggle with blame Fighting, ignoring, not wanting to … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Love Is Lost
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Love Is Found
Love Is Found In that brief moment before you wake When you imagine your love in your arms. In your first morning coffee When you sense her gentle hand in yours. At the moment you look in the mirror When you picture her admiring eyes on you. In your thoughts throughout the day When you … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Love Is Found
Midweek Poems – Reaching Perfection
WARNING: SENSITIVE THEME AND CONCEPTS. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. Notes: I'm starting this post with my notes, instead of finishing with them, because of the tone and nature of this particular poem. This is the darkest poem I've written to date. The odd thing is that I have no memory of what I was feeling, nor why I was … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Reaching Perfection
Midweek Poems – Strange Welcoming
Strange Welcoming There’s yellow danger tape across the Church’s front door There are many small signs spread throughout the grounds telling to not walk there There’s a big No Parking sign warning fines if ignored There’s a Wet Paint sign on the bench outside the front door There are words carved and weatherworn into the … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Strange Welcoming
Midweek Poems – Canadian Waiting
Canadian Waiting Waiting for the rain to stop Waiting for Tim’s Double-Double to get cold Waiting for Sherry Ulrich to finish her playlist on the CBC, while she rhapsodizes the great merits of Dave Gunning, and he is great! Waiting for my little family to finish volunteering at the bird rescue center Waiting to understand … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Canadian Waiting
Midweek Poems – Hierophants
Hierophants Ancient fur-rimmed hat sits smoking Extra longs Fumbling with her brand-evident keychain Arthritic hands, shaking Sipping medium steam coffee Tossing her ashes to the floor Looking up at the Observer Snarling her anger at the intrusion Defiant eyes return to the Sunday tabloid Sighing in smoke and wetting her red lips At the juicy … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Hierophants
Friday’s Folks – My Proud Dad Moment
When Our Kids Teach Us Grace This past Tuesday, my amazing daughter had her science fair. As a family, we pushed her to get organized, think out of the box, and be creative. After nearly two months of pushing our awesome teen and everything was as complete as it would be, we told our nervous … Continue reading Friday’s Folks – My Proud Dad Moment
It’s Starting To Feel A lot Like Christmas
The Best Tree We've Had So Far! With the weather going up and down, no snow yet on the ground, and the juggling of a very busy work schedule, I haven't taken a moment to consider what time of year it is. Yesterday, we made time to get our Christmas tree, not entirely feeling the … Continue reading It’s Starting To Feel A lot Like Christmas
The New Renaissance Mindset 